Most of the time I only want to be awake for about 3 hours a week, and I never want to eat again.
Then sometimes I get real excited about things and I wonder how I ever slept days away and I still do not want to eat that much.
Sometimes I feel nothing is worth it. That this will be forgotten soon enough, and everyone is shitty anyways.
Sometimes I could stay up all night telling you or you or you my thoughts on this or that, or planning moments and lives together for the future.
Sometimes I just want to get really fucked up and write until it is raw & beautiful & ugly. Makes perfect sense and does not make sense at all.
Sometimes I spend the entire day thinking about the things I should do while managing to do none of them.
Sometimes all I want is to fall in love, fuck each other’s brains out for a few days straight and then fall asleep and never wake up again.
Sometimes I want it all, and then some.
Sometimes I am sweet.
Sometimes I am starving with desire.
Sometimes I just want to go to sleep.
1 year ago
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